That rock, that mountain,
Can always bring a kind of strength to people,
Rough face, angular,
What kind of beauty should it be?
No cocoa flows to the sea,
I always fantasize that it can be as vast and profound as the sea.
But when I first approached the Cocoto Sea,
I immediately told myself,
For unknown areas,
We must not make any presumptuous definitions and annotations.
Cocoa has the beauty of the sea,
It's much more real than I thought,
Not only picturesque lines,
Poetic scenes,
And the history of sleeping and waking.
Cocoto Mountain is covered with water, strange rocks,
Especially the one standing on the banks of the Irtysh River,
The stone mountain that looks like a big clock is a miracle of nature.
A huge granite rises from the ground,
Like a magnificent giant clock buckled on the south bank of the E River,
Zhongshan got its name.
It is detached, solemn and magical,
It is the best mountain view in Altay.
People who come here to see the scenery all send out,
The wonderful sigh created by nature.
Cocoto Sea is magical,
Rich and colorful,
Pure,
Charming,
This is a rare piece of pure land on earth.
Cocoto Sea, once echoed by the Irtysh River,
As prosperous as little shanghai,
But the noise was trapped in a vacuum.
Today's Cocoto Sea,
Still so quiet,
Quiet as white clouds in the sky,
Can't bear to drop a drop of rain and dew.
But I,
Close to the Cocoto Sea,
Wherever it is,
I can clearly see its magnificent posture of rolling,
Because there are mountains and water,
Did the scene attract guests from all over the world?
Or because of the dance of Kazakh girls,
A good horse driven by a young man,
And melodious piano music?
With good expectations,
Here we are,
The long-awaited Irtysh Grand Canyon,
The moment I jumped out of the car,
In autumn, Cocoto holds the delicate golden color of the sea,
Has been eye-catching,
Dazzling golden light,
Huang Chengcheng,
Far and near are mountains,
Clusters, patches,
In the distance, in front of us,
Jump and run,
Just like a teenage girl looking back and smiling,
Shy and cute, this is beautiful, this is naughty,
Has been hitting our eyes,
Clean our hearts,
Between confusion,
We seem to have shaken off all the dust,
I am clean myself.
The sunset shines late, and the forest is dyed.
Seen from a distance,
In the shadow of the blue mountains,
Those golden flowers are like giant blooming flowers.
Swing your waist in the breeze,
Trembling and dancing,
Beautiful branches and leaves swaying in the wind,
In the afterglow of the sunset,
Shining with golden light,
It seems to be clapping warmly and singing heartily.
Glad to welcome us,
The charming Cocoto Sea,
From this moment on,
Let me fall in love with it deeply.